Creative Writing: Tropical Orange Fruit

Although all the trees were towering over my head like a giant palace and the bright pink wild flowers gave some POP to the beautiful green environment, the mosquitos loved my city blood. The new Bath and Body Works lotion of the month,
Tropical Orange Flower, that smelled so good this morning was now a magnet to every blood thirsty vampire like mosquitos in Amicalola Falls. I can imagine all the mosquitos with capes flowing in the wind giving them the ability to fly and land on my skin to suke out all my blood. I felt some tickling on my tan arm. I looked down in time to see a mosquito dig its fangs into my arm. When I lifted my hand to slap it ,it had already moved on and landed on Tamara and I ended up slapping my arm. I looked up

When I lifted my hand to slap it ,it had already moved on and landed on Tamara and I ended up slapping my arm. I looked up to see
Tamra lift up her arm and slapped the mosquito before it knew what was coming. She turned around and told me that dark colors attract mosquitos,and that my dark pink shirt with bright pink designs on it did not help.She also said that smelly lotions and perfume attract them. I was about to ask her why mosquitoes were attracted to that but before I could, I felt another bite then another then another! They were all around me biting me like giant swarm of angry bees ready to attack. I was turning into a enormous bug bite from head to toe. Oh No! Imagine what all the boys at school will think in 1 week. They will all make fun of me and Bruce! What will he think of me! All the makeup in the world could not hide one mosquito bite!He might even break up with me! I was about to think of the worst thought before all my bug bits started to swell up and itch.
They were itching so bad. In New York, when I got a mosquito bit ( my first and only mosquito bite till today), my mom told me to not scratch no matter what. But

In about 3 minutes all my bug bits where starting to bleed. I told Tamra and she suggested for everyone to spt and take a water stop. We bagged up all the bleeding bug bits. When I got up I was a giant bandage costume I could wear for Halloween. I started to cry. I could not move I could not do anything without the bandages enabling me to move. I was hot, sweaty, covered in bandages and mud, and my hair was falling out. My aunt and uncle embraced me and told me to hang on and we would be there is a few minutes. I knew they were right because I could hear the roaring sound of the water falling to the Earth. Tamra took my hand and we headed up the trail to see the waterfall. That is when I started to forget about being hot, tired, and covered in bandages or what all the boys at school would think of me looking like a gorilla, I concentrated on thinking about what the breathtaking view at the top of the falls would look